Day three of NaNoBloMo

Day three of the *NaNoBloMo challenge and our hero is struggling through the thorny and wordless wilderness, multiple ellipses are underfoot making the verbal path slippery and treacherous…

Hi internet, I am writing again and I am starting to enjoy the familiar feel of the words as they drip from my fingertips onto the page. I am a morning writer, a first thing thinker and I need the silence of the new day in order to make my words work properly.

There is a tiny space  where I can either write on the blog or I can click through to my various social media pages. If I click over to facebook, yesterday’s news weighs me down and if I click through to twitter, the breaking news distracts me just as quickly.

It is a fine line, internet, a fine line.

Last night, The Spouse called me into the bathroom and together we leaned on the sink and watched a family of three wallabies feeding on the vegetable peels Jeff throws off the back balcony. It was light enough to take a photo but I didn’t want to break the spell by leaving to get a camera. The shots would have been ordinary anyway as the windows are grubby, my housekeeping skills are so hit and miss that the only time I think about washing windows is when they interfere with a photo op.

I commented to the Spouse that it was nice to be able to watch the wallabies and not need to kill them for food. The Spouse responded that he thought it was nice that they were there, up close and  easy if he ever needed to get one. I gave him and his hunters eyes a wry grin and went back to my book.

A photo of one of my resident wallabies, taken a couple of years ago.

*NaNoBloMo used to be a thing back in the early days of blogging where you wrote a blog post a day for a month. I am not signing up to it because I cant be bothered and I am not much of a joiner inner. I am doing NaNo this year to remind myself that I have stories to tell and to stop myself from self censoring.